The condensed paper thin walls
The cool, fresh outside air
Blowing into my room like a breath of relief
I'm not leaving
I can't
She's not there
YOU ARE READING
47 Hours Without You
PoetryNames kinda weird. It's literally the first thing that popped into my head so yeah. Another poetry book cause its the only thing i'm good at writing. Enjoy!! Also check out my entry for the #toalltheboyscontest : https://w.tt/2NGHDOq
